The Power Games Meme

[ex_victimized943]

the power games meme

This meme is about gaining, using and abusing power over others. Now with more options! Warning: contains possible triggers.

How to play

- Post your character with their name and canon in the subject line. You can also give your preferences if you do/don't want to thread anything R-rated or above.
- When replying, go to RNG and roll numbers 1-2 to get a scenario type, then 1-16 to select a scenario.
- Play out that scenario! Please respect others' wishes if they don't want to play out a particular scene.

i. manipulation

01. Mind games. You're messing with this person's head, using whatever you know about them to your advantage. Words are barbs, and everyone has a weakness.
02. Stay close to me. You're not letting this person out of your sight. And you don't care what extreme measures you have to go to in order to do it.
03. Blackmail. You know something and you're not afraid to use it against them. Now they have to do what you want.
04. Love makes you do things. It's because you love them that you're making them do this. If they truly loved you, wouldn't they do as you say?
05. For your own good. It doesn't matter what the other person wants. You know what's best, and you're going to force it on them whether they like it or not.
06. Break you down. You're going to make the other person think they're worthless. Crush their self-esteem, break them until they're entirely helpless.
07. Betrayal. You made a promise, and you broke it. Or perhaps you betrayed this person's trust. It's all part of gaining the upper hand.
08. Lies, lies, lies. Fool the other person with words and you'll have them wrapped around your finger in no time.
09. Sob story. A little bit of emotional manipulation never hurt anyone, right? You're going to use this person's feelings for you against them. Make them feel sorry!
10. In your debt. Look, you saved them. The other person wouldn't be here without you. They should show some gratitude.
11. I need you. You're depending on the other person to do as you say. They're the only one who can help.
12. Turn up the charm. There's nothing like a bit of good old-fashioned flirting to get someone eating out of your hand.
13. Negotiating. There's a bargain to be struck, if only you can find the right words – and the right leverage.
14. For my sake. Why should they do as you say? Because you're the one asking.
15. The truth. It's the thing that hurts most of all.
16. Your choice. Combine any of the above scenarios or choose your own! It's up to you.

ii. mastery

01. Pretty little puppet. You can command this person at will. They're a plaything, to do with as you please.
02. You're mine. You own this person, and you're going to make sure they know it.
03. No escape. Maybe you've locked the other person up somewhere, maybe you've got them in chains. Either way, they're not going anywhere.
04. Put in your place. That's it. The other person made one too many caustic comments, got in your way one last time. Now you're going to show them who's boss.
05. Force of strength. Nothing like a good old fashioned brawl to really prove who's stronger.
06. Cornered. Finally, you've got them alone. This is the moment you've been waiting for – and perhaps the moment they've been dreading.
07. Turning the tables. They thought they'd won, but here's your chance! Maybe it's time to give them a taste of their own medicine, or maybe you have a new trick up your sleeve.
08. Punishment. The other person has done something wrong, or maybe just something you don't like. Now you're going to punish them.
09. Back and forth. I have a laser gun! Well, I have a lightsaber! Whatever it is, you're closely matched and trying to outdo each other.
10. Make them beg. You hold all the power and whatever it is they want or need, you're going to make them beg for it.
11. Call my bluff. You're making claims you can't back up. Can you bluff your way out of this, or will the other person catch on?
12. Time to pay. The other person owes you, and it's time for them to pay up.
13. Show of dominance. You're not actually going to hurt this person. You're just going to show them that you could.
14. The most precious thing. Whatever is most important to the other person, you're going to take it away. Because you can.
15. Consequences. You warned them. They failed, and now they're going to pay the price.
16. Your choice. Combine any of the above scenarios or choose your own! It's up to you.

Comments

[spiritus_scooby]

[Reflexively, Willow tried to bring up her hands to defend herself as soon as she sensed movement. She did so too late, much too late, and suddenly finding herself bent over the desk knocked the air from her lungs, leaving her a little dazed. She felt Sebastian pressed against her, and the feeling sent a thrill of something like fear through her stomach. He'd fucked her, once, when she'd first signed on with them. It hadn't been bad, but it had mostly been a show of dominance on his part. Otherwise, the understanding was that she preferred the company of women over men, even if she was bisexual and capable of enjoying men.

The first time had been as a show of dominance over her, and she'd let him, because he was her superior, at least in the Club. Now, however, she doubted she'd be getting off half as easily.

Willow's voice was wary. She shifted a little beneath him, testing his grip on her.] What do you mean?

[kingofhellfire]

[The grip was only a tiny iota of his potential power, but it was clearly, more than simply the grip of a strong man. At his peak, having absorbed his full store of energy, he was capable of beating a mutant made of solid steel half to death with his bare hands. He'd fought off half of the X-Men once, singlehandedly. He was a man, yes, but it was quite likely that he was stronger than any of the demons Willow had encountered firsthand, at least in the physical sense of it.

She wasn't going anywhere.

He wasn't going to tell her what exactly he had in mind. He imagined more would come out of it eventually, but right now, more than anything, he wanted to embarrass her as she'd embarrased him. A spanking was such a simple thing, really. But it was about reasserting dominance and inflicting the humiliation on her that she'd brought to him throug her actions.

It was simple work of one hand to lift or tear anything that he needed to do to have her bare below the waist. He could have used a belt, used a whip, but firstly, he knew the more intimate it was, the more humiliating it would be, and also ... because he wanted to touch her. Whatever her preferences generally, he liked having pretty things in his employ, to use as he saw fit.

His hand came down, hard enough to hurt and leave a good hand-shaped mark but not enough to do any real damage. It wasn't intended to be torture.]

You embarrassed me. The least I can do is return the damn favor.

[He sneered and struck her again, leaving his hand imprinted on the other cheek.]

[spiritus_scooby]

[She felt her cheeks warming in humiliation already as her skirt was pushed up, her panties pulled down, exposing her to him. She'd been dreading what came next - Sebastian, she knew, was just the type to enjoy it - but that didn't do much in the end to prepare her for the hard, solid smack of his hand on her ass. A choked cry of shock and pain escaped her, and then Willow gritted her teeth against the next strike, hating herself for showing that degree of weakness to him so soon.

Not just because she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of a reaction...but also because he didn't want her to think she was weak, as well as reckless. In the end, she was still loyal to him, for his power and his confidence. She hadn't wanted to fail him. So she tried not to struggle.

But if he'd sought an embarrassing way to punish her, he'd found it. Spanked like a disobedient child - Willow had never been spanked, even by her own parents. It hurt, it was degrading, it made her feel small and powerless and stupid in his grip.]

Yes, sir. [Her voice was grim with the resolve to see through whatever he inflicted on her, and still a bit sullen that she was being made to do so.]

[kingofhellfire]

[As it happened, Sebastian was enjoying it, and with the third smack, his hand remained on her ass for a good few seconds, giving the tender flesh a squeeze before hitting her twice more in quick succession. He seemed to have a knack of hitting her when she was least expecting it, of waiting until her tenseness lessened a little bit, or giving her no chance to prepare herself.

He then stopped for a moment, but kept her pinned down.]

Count each one. Miss any, and we start again at one. Thank me on each fifth one.

[He then smacked her one, two, three, four, five times in order to see how she responded to it.]

[spiritus_scooby]

[Willow smiled grimly as she felt his hand linger. His touch wasn't entirely unwelcome - at the least, it didn't hurt - and it was something to expect. Sebastian was still a basically human man, underneath all the power. If he had her at his mercy, of course he was going to enjoy it.

When Sebastian paused, he'd find Willow panting for breath, tense and trembling with the effort to not try to shy away.

She counted each strike, her voice betraying the pain each blow left, her mind zeroing in on the task as a way to make the punishment end, or at least a sign that it wasn't endless.

All the same, she faltered for a second on the fifth, before her mind caught up and she rushed out a hasty, hurried:] Th-Thank you for hitting me, sir. [She mentally kicked herself, and amended:] Spanking. Thank you for spanking me, sir. [She couldn't even get out the entire thing before having to draw in a breath - she was having to struggle to breathe, in an effort to stop any tears of pain leaking from her eyes.]

[kingofhellfire]

[Oh yes, Sebastian was enjoying this ... and as they went up to five, he smirked slightly as she corrected himself.]

You fully deserve it, girl.

[She probably knew well enough that it would be stopped entirely by his pleasure, there was literally no way he could tire himself out. His endurance was all but limitless. They get up to about thirty and he stops for a moment, admiring her fully reddened ass. He's been very deliberate about the amount of force he uses, his powers can control it to a minute pitch- she's red and tender, but there's no bleeding or ugly purple bruises.]

Do we understand, fully, what happens when you act like a foolish girl? Or do we have to start again from the beginning? I could do this all day if we need to.

[It's literally true. And even these measured blows would start doing damage eventually. And right now, every slight tremble and squirm is making him think of other things.]

[spiritus_scooby]

[She knew that she did deserve it. She had failed him, and so he was punishing her, taking out his anger and frustration on her. She might not have liked being in this position, bent over a desk while he spanked her, but she would accept it as a necessary, if harsh, consequence of failure.

Even with Sebastian's full control of his power, Willow would be crying with pain when they finally hit thirty. She still counted every blow, even when pain turned her voice to a breathless whisper, or her voice was heavy with choked back sobs. There wouldn't be any permanent damage, but it had still hurt, especially not knowing if it was going to stop, and it had still broken down a piece of her resistance, leaving her properly hating herself for her earlier petulant behavior.]

I understand, sir. I'm sorry, sir. [She meant it fully. She had never fully tasted punishment from him before, and never wanted to experience anything like this again. Worse was the pain was the humiliation.] I won't disrespect you again, sir.

[kingofhellfire]

Good.

[Sebastian could hear her little sobs, knew that she'd been broken down a little, humiliated. His hand returned to her ass but it was almost gentle now. He looked down at her, red and bare to him, exposed to him. Now that she'd sworn not to disrespect him any, she could start giving him proper experience.]

You can start giving me my proper due right now. Not as a little girl. As a woman.

[One finger slipped lower to rub along her folds. He kept her down where she was, but his grip had loosened slightly. There was a strategically placed mirror where she could see herself clearly, and him as well. Her in her state of humiliation and vulnerability, and him in a position of power. And obviously aroused as well.]

[spiritus_scooby]

[Willow let out her breath in a soft, whispering whimper as he touched her, his gentleness almost sharp compared to the pain. She had been expecting what came next, when he slid his hand between her legs to rub her. It felt good, especially compared to before.]

Yes, sir. [She tried to pull herself together, banish the pathetic, childish sobs from her voice. She still hiccuped slightly, her breath catching in her throat, before she added:] Of course.

[It wouldn't be bad, she knew, as long as she submitted to him. Sebastian liked to dominate and control, in all things. Rationally, Willow knew that she didn't have a choice about fucking him. But, really, things were so much more complicated than that. So she just moved her hips against his hand, inviting him to continue, offering herself.

She recognized his loosening grip for what it was - a test. Willow took care not to make any motions that might be construed as reluctant, and certainly made no effort to get up from the desk. She'd closed her eyes to deal with the pain. Only when she risked opening them did she notice the mirror, this time, and see herself as she was - half naked, trembling, and pinned, with Sebastian looming over her.]

[kingofhellfire]

[Sebastian certainly liked to dominate and control and he could certainly be rough in the heat of passion, but he lacked the refined sadism of someone like Selene. He felt her move his hips and he did continue, slipping a finger inside her while his thumb rubbed at her clit. He would get his due soon enough, but he got a certain enjoyment just from touching her.

The slight tinge of whining was actually arousing to him. He noticed that she was getting a look at herself in the mirror. It hadn't been conincidental. It simply added another layer to all of it. He slid his finger in and out of her slowly, his thumb working at her clit as he watched her watching herself.

It would be interesting seeing the moment that the whimpers of pain turn into those of pleasure.]